A PERFECT LIFE (BOOK 2)
Leslie Day knows there’s something wrong with the University of Florida West Coast’s dorm, but he can’t explain it. Rumors say it’s haunted after a massive fire took out the fifth floor. He doesn’t want to believe them, but he can’t deny that something is strange here. Like the fact he chose room 525 in a trance on Orientation Day. Though, he doesn’t have time for the drastic mood swings or unexplained forces demanding his attention the minute he walks into the dorm. He has more pressing issues, like getting to the art studio on time and keeping his hands in check. He’s managed to hide his curse from everyone his entire life, even if it’s forced him to isolate. He’s used to a life of solitude by now.
Only in his dorm, he really hates being alone.
So naturally, he’s on edge after discovering a little black book under a tear in the carpet. Not only is the thing radiating heat, it’s blank. Every single page. Frustrated and freaked out, he resumes sharpening a few pencils when his blade slips, cutting his thumb and spraying red all over the splayed book.
To his horror, a nightmare comes to life.
Leslie Day knows there’s something wrong with the University of Florida West Coast’s dorm, but he can’t explain it. Rumors say it’s haunted after a massive fire took out the fifth floor. He doesn’t want to believe them, but he can’t deny that something is strange here. Like the fact he chose room 525 in a trance on Orientation Day. Though, he doesn’t have time for the drastic mood swings or unexplained forces demanding his attention the minute he walks into the dorm. He has more pressing issues, like getting to the art studio on time and keeping his hands in check. He’s managed to hide his curse from everyone his entire life, even if it’s forced him to isolate. He’s used to a life of solitude by now.
Only in his dorm, he really hates being alone.
So naturally, he’s on edge after discovering a little black book under a tear in the carpet. Not only is the thing radiating heat, it’s blank. Every single page. Frustrated and freaked out, he resumes sharpening a few pencils when his blade slips, cutting his thumb and spraying red all over the splayed book.
To his horror, a nightmare comes to life.
Leslie Day knows there’s something wrong with the University of Florida West Coast’s dorm, but he can’t explain it. Rumors say it’s haunted after a massive fire took out the fifth floor. He doesn’t want to believe them, but he can’t deny that something is strange here. Like the fact he chose room 525 in a trance on Orientation Day. Though, he doesn’t have time for the drastic mood swings or unexplained forces demanding his attention the minute he walks into the dorm. He has more pressing issues, like getting to the art studio on time and keeping his hands in check. He’s managed to hide his curse from everyone his entire life, even if it’s forced him to isolate. He’s used to a life of solitude by now.
Only in his dorm, he really hates being alone.
So naturally, he’s on edge after discovering a little black book under a tear in the carpet. Not only is the thing radiating heat, it’s blank. Every single page. Frustrated and freaked out, he resumes sharpening a few pencils when his blade slips, cutting his thumb and spraying red all over the splayed book.
To his horror, a nightmare comes to life.